ONLY IN THAT MAN AND GOD
Where can we find the greatest hope
in this so vast and endless world?
We need support for this hard life
and just in Him it can be found.

When children are afraid, they go
to parents, their secure resort.
They get so fond of those great two
until they turn white-haired and old.

Who can achieve the parents' role
except Who came to earth and wept.
He cured the sick and raised the dead
and had no cushion for His head.

He gave the people bread to eat
and wine to drink that were so dear
as they were His own flesh and blood
endowed in taste the hearts will greet.
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JESUS, THE GREATEST MAN EVER [AS A MAN, NOT AS A GOD]
Lamb of God, You knew Your killers,
and You knew what they intended,
but Your love could stay as burning
till Your death and not affected.

You could teach the deepest lesson
from the start till our present.
Those who wished to see You suffer
Continued to be Your brothers.

I adore the people who can
offer something of great value.
Ere the Passion, You could conquer
with Your angels those offenders.

On the cross your love was heartfelt.
You forgave those who were butchers,
and You asked Your mighty Father
to absolve those simple hearted.
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MY ONLY AIM
I look for You in merry dreams
as Your existence makes them bright.
My search can fill my heart with joy
because Your face is my delight.

I search for You within the day;
the sun is up and sends me light
to make my eyes and heart so pleased
when l expect to see Your sight.

I want to be alive since life
can yield the hope to spot Your face
as when l meet You l fulfill
the goal that makes me sing and dance.

I search for You and kindly ask
Your tender heart to do the same.
Man's trip is short and ere the end,
Your meeting is my only aim.
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YOUR ANSWERS GRATIFY ME.
Why don't you answer me my dearest friends?
Are you quite satisfied with your own lives?
Do you find all your care exists in fun?
Does not your end create a sense of doubt?

Are you so sure of what this life can mean?
Have you discovered what you need from it?
Are you performing all what you're supposed
to do and going where you'll find full rest?

I love you all and think you are elites.
You think and write what is so deep and wise.
You are the guides who lead confiding sheep.
Consider me a lamb who needs a word.

What do you think of life? Is there a task
which man should do ere he departs or leaves?
Are we supposed to be prepared for death?
Is there no Father Who will meet His kids?
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HAVE YOU GOT AN ANSWER?
We need something in this cruel world
that makes us feel a sort of rest.
Where can we find it in our lives?
We are all lost and seek a trace.

The way that leads to cool our blood
that scalds our hearts and wears our veins
is found in drinks to soothe and calm
and cheer the hearts with drizzling rain.

I envy those whose blood is cold
and rules the fears the world evokes.
Where can their blood bring calmness from?
Tell me, l'll not forget my debt.

Can they be sure of what will come?
Don't they abhor the coming grave?
Will they depart just like a cat?
No loving Father will they meet?
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WE'RE AWAITING CHRISTMAS.
Greatest hope to mankind will occur
in that cave faraway from the rich.
He's the king of all kings and He'll start
His own life in a cave shepherds have.

He conceives that His task is so hard.
They will end His short life on a cross,
and the start will be poor with no cash,
but He's pleased; His soul lives to no end.

He'll tell man nothing can spoil the glee;
a poor life, a harsh end won't bring fear
as man knows that his soul has no end
in a place full of calmness and peace.

Come, my Lord, show us that one is glad
as his joy overflows from inside
where no worms can destroy what he feels
which is wrought by Your hand of high mace.
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YOU ARE MY CHILD.
Why do you treat Me like the Lord,
Whom you fear and pay heed to meet?
Am l an emperor or judge
whom just to meet is what you fear?

I want Myself to be your dear,
just like your father or your mum.
You go to them with great delight
not frightened to make yourself clear.

How can you love the judge who sits
with majesty and will decide
the scaffold or to set you free?
You quiver when you see his sight.

Approach Me with your heart with glee.
I am your tender Mum whose eyes
will share your pleasure and your tears
and loves to keep you near her heart.
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THE LOVE A WOMAN DESERVES
You meet a woman; be so kind
and bring to mind she has her plight
as she is weaker than her mate
with whom she shares one room and bed.

Before you think of what you want,
from love to ***, just sympathize.
Make her see you a constant spouse
and not who will her plight augment.

She needs your love only for her;
show her you are her equal half.
When in her house she sees her child,
her future looms much more content.
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WHAT CAN BE DONE?
I was a child in that warm house,
too weak and young, but there were two,
who were so kind and gave me all
to make my way a lovely stroll.

When l was bored, they brought me toys.
When l was scared, they stood beside.
I'm made of flesh and profound soul.
They cared for both and gave me mirth.

I grew up and my mind's begun
to look for whom the spirit heeds.
l can't be left to face my thoughts
that fear the vagueness of the rest.

Where can one find the needed help?
Can we be pleased to close our eyes?
What happened ere now will occur.
Can you trust your dear life to that?
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A GOOD WARNING
I perceive my life should have a task.
Each one comes to earth with his own charge.
People get the strength to reap their joy
through the calmness which their souls adore.

How can l obtain the tranquil soul
that can shun the pain of burning flame?
Nothing can confer a state so calm
save a feeling that my task is done.

How can man endure the scorch of hell
that will destroy his exhausted nerves
when he feels that time is passing by
and his duty is still not performed?

Man, your heaven starts from life on earth.
Duty is the key that gives you glee.
When you feel your nerves begin to burn,
that's a warning of a bad result.
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THE MOUNTAIN AND THE VALE
Between the mountain lofty top and that low vale,
I wander beside them to have a look at both.
The mountain lacks the fruits the vale can always have
while both attract my eyes to see the greater worth.

Both have been there since Adam's time but he has gone
and lots like him have traced his way while both exist.
I look with eager eyes at that most glorious peak,
but fear of that hard climb can stop my feet.

It's hard to climb but when we reach the soaring point,
I find the vale so nice but not for dreaming hearts.
The daunted hearts prefer the vale and its sweet fruits
as craggy peaks demand stout heartedness and might.
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A QUICK DECISION
He saw her near a village well
where girls would take their jugs to fill
the cups from which their parents drank
and thanked the hands that quenched their thirst.

Her face shone brighter than the moon.
She was so sweet with tanned, soft skin.
Her sparkling eyes one arrow shot,
but that sharp arrow pierced his heart.

He asked her where she lived to go
and see her parents if she wished.
Her look could calm his drumming throbs
as her eyes were a little shy.

That shyness made him dance the way
that led him to her parents' cave.
They said,"Without her we can't live."
He said,"With her you'll have a son."
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YOUR FACE OR A BOOK?
I sit with you; l read your face,
and fold you in a deep embrace.
Your profound thoughts l can't neglect.
All my fulfillment you create.

You're always there when l need you.
You never let me down and out.
When one of your most daring views
escapes my mind, you never spout.

You unfold notions that repeat
to make the picture quite complete.
How great you are when you are near.
You are my loved one and my dear.

You never think of which place
I locate you among your friends.
You never want to be an ace
though you well know that you are grand.
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THE LOYAL FAMILY
An unlucky bird had broken
one of its uplifting organs.
It became so sad to live on
land and lose its flying journeys.

Its most loyal mate lived with it
in the middle of a forest
where they built their nest in bushes
and had some chicks which they brought up.

One day hunters saw the female
up a tree and they intended
to discharge a killing bullet,
but the male in front ran faster.

It was shot but saved the upper
bird and was content for its act.
Its relaxed face sent a message,
"I'm so glad to have this fortune."
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LUCK OR WHAT?
Do you think that there is luck
and it rains on one while he
is so thirsty up a dune
and he quenches burning thirst?

It is said that luck can make
rainy days become quite clear
when a woman wants the sky
for a picnic to be fair.

Lots of people get so rich
through a business of no worth.
They have little mind to use,
but their dumbness is the cause.

Is it luck or is it skill,
or can it be lots of work?
Some would say that luck is all;
others laugh at what they drawl.
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CAN YOU SURVIVE HOPELESSNESS?
I feel surprised how man enjoys
the food he eats, the spring cool breeze.
How does he like to promenade
along the coast or round the town?

We relish food when we are sure
that days will bring good news and joy,
the sun will give its splendid rays,
the moon will be quite round and bright.

We get disheartened when the sun
Is hidden in the writhing clouds.
The moon disperses its faint rays
through clouds that threaten to downpour.

How can you, man, relish your time
and you perceive you are a dude
whose end will be that nasty grave,
the land of worms that you can't swat.
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HE IS EVERYWHERE.
We find that absolution was
so easy at the time of Christ.
Whoever went to Him and begged
salvation got all his demands.

But Christ is now with us as well.
He is with those who seek their loaves
and scarcely can obtain their bread
He's in their hearts and suffer more.

Endeavour to encounter Him.
You find Him crying through their eyes.
Ask Him forgiveness for your sins,
for leaving those who need your hands.

He looks at you with some clear blame
that does not have a touch of wrath.
He tells you that forgiveness is
as it was then but feed their mouths.
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THE UNIQUE LINK
A person's task none can complete
save man, who links the earth and heights.
His heart's sublime; so are his thoughts,
a work of art of matchless traits.

He has great sympathy and love
whose fabrics just the angels weave.
They knit them of the dew of seas
to form the clouds that quench the trees.

They keep high clouds for sewing clothes.
They make them for the saints to use,
and save the rest for those great mums
whose love is felt in blithesome dreams.
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MAN AND WAR
What are you, war, but a raw sore
that itches those who can't escape.
They're driven like the sheep to die.
unable their complaints to bleat.

Man is created not to die
while he is in the state of sin.
He tries to **** a man unknown.
Does not that lead him to his hell?

And why all that? It's just to please
big bellied kings and their high rank
commanders who are senseless men
hidden quite safely shouting, "Fire".

The kings and their men will get old
and die as heroes nonpareil.
The soldiers die young and they're thrown
in holes of unknown soldiers' graves.
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THINK OF THAT TEST.
All wounds are pain, and no one likes
to suffer pain and its harsh strain.
Up there, God asks about my wounds.
I say,"l had some in my life."

I put them all in front of Him
but feel they are too few and slim.
I beg His mercy to accept
my humble injuries on land.

I'm so ashamed of what l have,
but ask His kindness to forgive
what l could not do in life's time
to be the brother of His Son.

My Lord, do not be ******* me.
I've done my best for this hard test.
My trivial scratches are too few.
Forgive me, Lord, for what l show.
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WORK AND HAPPINESS
Inner pleasure is so charming
but it leads to what's crestfallen.
Life outside us is quite lovely,
but its loss can always frighten.

Where are we from the solution?
One is endless but not blithesome
while the other is so brilliant,
but its end is like snake venom.

Life is great when work can fill it.
Man can find his joy in labour.
He will find an outside blitheness,
and his Lord will like his manner.

Milliards have arrived and parted
only few are highly honoured.
They've enjoyed their lovely voyage,
while on them their fame's been showered.
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FROM HOPE TO DESPAIR
The way of life is like the sea.
My little boat is so disturbed.
It's moving up and down in place,
but forward motion is quite curbed.

My compass is so good and sound,
but factors distort what it shows.
The earth has lost its guiding force
and what's nearby its needle draws.

What can one do with such a loss?
The boat is tossed about in place.
No forward movement l can feel
and if l can, what do l trace?

The world has lost its faithful guide
which is replaced by full nonsense.
It leads man where there is despair
that subs for hope and its substance.
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IS LOVE GAIN OR PAIN?
If you have foes, in mankind's laws,
you hate their sight and you should fight,
but in Christ's faith, there is strange grace
which makes who hates live in the heart.

A foeman is dashing at you,
a dagger is in his right hand.
You will use strength to disarm him
but not to shed his furious blood.

Your anger may see him hostile,
but this will last till you are safe.
Once he gets weak, you will love him
and defend him paying your life.

Love is not pleasure; it is pain.
You see those whom you love so dear,
and dear ones are always fragile,
which gives great torture you can't bear.
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THE GREATEST MAN IN THE WORLD
I think of what Jesus has taught,
and stand awestruck before this man.
I find Him that He is the best
of all who've walked under the sun.

I put aside that He is God
and write about His life on earth.
He's taught man love and to support
the little ones, not those of wealth.

He had great ruth on that female
whom none dared her soul to elate.
He sympathized despite the risk
and saved her from her horrid fate.

Who can endure the insults that
He suffered but He could forgive.
We can't withstand a little grudge
till we retort what we receive.
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THE DECISIVE OPTION
He is the norm which man desires
if one aspires to what is good.
He's done all what those He has loved
will find so good for their own world.

He hasn't looked for what He likes.
His boon will all His life destroy.
It will disturb His glorious plan
and bring His heart most horrid woe.

This is the choice you have in life
to serve yourself or who are near.
You can't have both as selfish men
reduce to peat those who are dear.

Serve yourself and you lose your heart
or love those near, you make it warm.
You feel maltreated, but inside
you reach the balm of upper aims.
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I PITY THOSE WHO KILLED THEIR SAVIOUR.
The Shepherd could not stay afar
from His poor flock as it was weak,
but weakness at times causes harm
when it kills That Whose hands redeem.

He came to save the lambs whose skin
was flayed by pains that were acute.
They saw He was so kind and soft;
they killed Him in a way too brute.

He showed them love that never dies.
They showed Him how the thieves were killed.
He saved their skin; they flogged His own.
He had good will; they had the worst.

He pitied those most ruthless hearts.
He shouted ere His soul was freed,
"Forgive them, Father, they don't know
that their own Saviour they have killed."
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WHAT IS TRUE LOVE?
What is true love?
It is the feelings that exist towards someone.
You give that person all your life.
You reach a state in which you lose
your value and all men's respect,
but you don't care.
You find yourself hung on the cross,
and people gather just to laugh and gloat
while you are quite rejected there
to suffer and to bear your pain,
and see a man who has no ken
go by and look with great disdain,
but you don't care as you can find
that all your pleasure is to give,
and give much more
to make the person whom you love
attain the state of being saved and called
"A redeemed one".
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MOTHERS AND MANKIND
Heart of flint, how can you treat
mothers badly near their kids?
Children see their mums supreme,
greatest power in the world.

Don't **** faith, that mothers' strength
is the strongest for the child.
You will make the children feel
all their lives depressed and sad.

Your sin God will not abide
as it can destroy deep faith.
Mums are angels of the Lord
to endow mankind their worth.
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MAD BUT KIND
I saw her in the street at night.
The sky had newly lost its light.
She was about fifty years old;
her face was ***** but so kind.

She had a cigarette in her hand
but not a smoker, l perceived.
She was quite strange to curious eyes.
I looked at her with mild surprise.

She glanced at me just like a child,
and offered what was in her hand.
She seemed afraid of smoking it
and like a child gave what she got.

She was so scared of her wrong deed
and as a young girl she appeared.
She had a defect. That was clear,
but she was soft, which moved my tear.
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MAD BUT KIND
I saw her in the street at night.
The sky had newly lost its light.
She was about fifty years old;
her face was ***** but so kind.

She had a cigarette in her hand
but not a smoker, l perceived.
She was quite strange to curious eyes.
I looked at her with mild surprise.

She glanced at me just like a child,
and offered what was in her hand.
She seemed afraid of smoking it
and like a child gave what she got.

She was so scared of her wrong deed
and as a young girl she appeared.
She had a defect. That was clear,
but she was soft, which moved my tear.
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THE CHOICE
Your hands can gather quite a lot of gold
but does your heart accept what you have robbed?
Your clever muse can write a lot of verse
but don't you fear its effects on the crowd?

Your thoughts can bring some embers from deep hell
and paint their pictures to some eager eyes,
but that would spoil the pure hearts and the souls
and bring you remorse for such serious crimes.

It's easy to cheat those who trust your skills
and are so quikly lost in your dark maze
but when they wake up from their nasty dreams
they hate you more than you can recognize.

I'd love to be so poor, and beg my food
and lose my money and my precious fame,
but have a tranquil mind that hasn't hurt
or destroyed someone who'll send me a blame.
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PRAY TO A LIVING GOD.
You want to pray?
When by mere chance, you meet a man
who truly wants an urgent help.
So gently try to know his needs
and solve his problem till you see
his grimace is changed to a smile.

When you get home, retrace your deed,
recall his smile and feel so glad.
Right after that, the Lord in him,
and Who exists in every heart,
will touch your feelings and give you
the blessing of the living God.
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WHAT IS YOUR PRIORITY?
Where can you find what gives you peace
that makes your life so full of mirth?
Can it be *** that ends so fast,
and then you have to clean your filth?

Or is it money that gives you
the chance to buy all what you like?
But you can't have a tranquil heart
as death will sever you from luck.

Perhaps, you think high posts and fame
can make you sure your name will stay.
How can you feel you have all that
when you are changed into some clay?

But you can enjoy all of them
if you have faith in Jesus Christ.
Your talents are achieved so well,
and life on land is highly pricced.
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THE GOLDEN MISTAKE
Saint Peter, you are dear and grand.
I'm pleased because you have denied
the Lord and wept the hottest tears
as you could not that mistake bear.

But you believed in Jesus' love
that it would not blame but forgive.
You came back with much stronger zest
and showed more love than all the rest.

I was so hopeless when l, too,
through sin l behaved just like you.
Only your faith could give me hope
to dry my tears and my faults drop.
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WHAT IS THE AIM?
Great is man if he can find his aim in life
ere the foot of fate can tread on his live heart
and can secure what may give a tranquil smile
since he has embraced his hope before he dies.

It's not easy to discern why we were born.
Can it be an act of chance with no intent?
Why did people look for creeds from ancient times
to perceive what gave them faith for such a trip?

It's a drama, but the actors have sharp minds
which enforce them to reflect and find its gist.
If this journey is a whim of **** two,
it will be a crime to have a child on earth.

Who enjoys this aimless life if it's a way
to a grave that waits for all who come and leave?
How can one enjoy a meter of this road
if the end will be the grave and horrid smell?
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CHRISTMAS
In Your creche, l find Your target
of the love the world would neglect.
People live in their high tower
and the Lord's in His stone bower.

People are pleased with their gaining
through corruption and misdealing.
Power of the flesh is haughty
and it builds on boasts and cruelty.

Lord, on hay and in your cradle
like a lamb, You are so feeble
Lying meekly in a manner
when observed, the mighty cower.

In Your mildness, there is glory
telling us Your greatness' story.
It reveals and shows Your purpose:
the sublime love's found in weakness.
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GOD'S  ALTRUISM
God is gentle, God is mercy.
Love for Him has not a limit.
He considers us His children.
If you are a father, fancy.

He is kinder than all creatures.
Tears were twinkling as Jesus showed
when some people died or suffered
and He does when children still do.

He directs the hands and feelings,
getting sad when we don't listen.
He resorts to tender mothers,
asking for gentle assistance.

Man imagines parents' conduct
is much softer than God's kindness,
but He does not care for all that
as His aim is love among us.
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BUT DON'T WORRY.
Little flower in the garden,
you have charmed me with your splendour.
Sweet's the smell which is around you,
given by your splendid odour.

Getting near you makes me wonder
why is life so harsh on livers.
Now, your youth is proud and haughty.
Have you thought about the coming?

Happy flower, do not ponder
on what goes on in my silence
as you cannot change your future
which is imposed on all creatures.

You are happy with the present.
Enjoy it and do not worry.
That, Who gives you all these wonders,
surely tucks away what's better.
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THE LOUD CALL
In my heart, l hear a call
which insists on me to trail
certain passion deep and strong
flowing sweetly in my veins.

That emotion started when
I was young, in my late teen.
Then l thought it was for girls
and their eyes with their blond curls.

Time then folded years but still
ancient sounds inside me squeal
for a kind of love so strange
which no change can it derange.

God's the Start and Love itself,
Who created man and life.
None can satiate what l crave
for except the Source of Love.
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HAVE YOU THOUGHT ABOUT THIS?
What can this trip be for a man?
Is it an act life can't repeat?
By chance you came. How can those two
who brought you here bring you again?

You're on the earth, a passer-by.
What is the purpose of being here?
Can you delay your little stay?
What is the force that takes away?

Men come and go from where to where
and feel they have to achieve works
that leave a trace or they depart
as if they have not come and left.

What is this life if all the crowd
arrive and leave with no hope found?
Are we to pass and disappear
where no eyes see or ear can hear?
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WHO CAN DO THAT?
You changed the fate of vanquished men
who were afraid of lots of things.
They lived with You and saw Your signs,
which no man could ever have done.

Their faith was that You were the Son,
but they would ask, "Could He be killed?"
They were bewildered for three days
when You were in the grave wrapped dead.

Your men were scared. They lost their guide.
They did not know what they should do.
The Lord whose words led all their acts
was dead and they were orphaned kids.

What could abruptly bring them pluck
to make them heroes, organized
and move ahead just as before.
If it's rebirth, Who must You be?
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LOVE IS THE PROOF.
If this life has got an end,
it's a crime to have a child.
Life's not sure and full of care
and quite crammed with pain and doubt.

How can man enjoy good times
if he soon will disappear
in a place no one will like
so his life is in great fear.

What is love if it can't last
till forever from the past.
It's mere pain that none can stand,
so no one will risk to start.

Love's the proof that afterlife
is quite certain as the Lord
is the endless love that joins
life on earth with that above.
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LOVE LEADS TO FAITH.
God is mighty. He has made
all the universe and man.
Endless power, none can match.
All are little in His hands.

And His love for man's immense
as He gave him His own form,
same outlook His son had had,
which can show His love for man.

God the Father is a soul,
but His Son has flesh and bones;
Christ is God but can be seen
and He shares Him His own Soul.

Man can't love Whom He ignores.
First, he saw his mighty Lord,
and he loved Him much, so much
as His mien can be adored.

Then He died in flesh to save
man from his most painful sins.
When he sees His love is great,
man will know that God is love.
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WHERE ARE WE HEADING FOR?
How can a person plan behind
another one who quite ignores
the dirt of his conspiracy
to cause him wounds and great distress?

Great honour started when man loved
who hated him and planned his harm
as he would wish to shun remorse,
which was hell fire felt in hearts.

Then, foes were used to being supplied
with equal swords, no hidden blades.
It was disgrace to fight a man
who's not equipped with equal shields.

But now, it is the greatest shame
to clash with one on equal terms,
without a plot to steal his arms
ere you intend to start the fight.
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THE HOPELESS ONES
The cheerful dawn casts light on all mankind
and sows the seeds of hope in their ploughed fields.
Among the people are some luckless ones
whose fields aren't ploughed as they lack needed charm.

The girl whose face and legs have matchless lure
can have a gentleman who's tall and smart.
But those who are deprived how can they cope
with what they have in hands to hunt life's joy.

They look from far and moan their own bad luck
and weep to see their life's a horrid scene.
Can such ****** hearts taste love and feel delight
or just they look and sigh for how they seem?
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DREAMS
A dream arrives with all its might
to form its shape like clouds in heights.
Of potent looks it might appear
to fill man's heart with joy or fear.

What are you, dreams? Who gives you forms
inside the minds that trust in you?
Is it the king of luck who weaves
your strange events with mystic yarn?

His wand is long and goes so far
to connect people with the stars,
from which he brings good scenes or bad,
that indicate what will occur.

They wake up from their sleep and think
of what moves them from dales to peaks
according to what they've received;
they are disturbed, or highly pleased.
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TORTURES ONE CAN'T ESCAPE
My Lord, l want to be quite clean, and live
my precious life with laughter pure and loud
and not to shun the men, and be alone
weighing my sins that rack my heart and mind.

My Lord, please save my heart from evil acts
that l may do unconscious of their woe.
These acts return to burden me with guilt
I cannot bear as they have fearful weight.

When l would like to read a precious book,
I hate to feel my sins sharing my look.
I read but useless; nothing l absorb
as my sins can picpocket all my gain.

So wide's the world of sin, and l fear all.
They make me like a slave, fully controlled.
They torture me while others are so pleased.
I leave them to their joy and live my gall.
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THE PRODUCTS OF SELFISHNESS
Scattered on the earth but you are
brothers born just from one couple,
who were parents and you're kinsfolk,
who have hatred you can't control.

What can fill the hearts with rancour,
breeding lots of of Cains and Abels?
Some are killed and some are roaming
losing calmness, changed to remorse.

Countries are hostile to neighbours.
Each is building strongest borders.
Why do races split the planet
each endeavours to be stronger?

All that occurs when man's conscience
is replaced by selfish mentors.
They can make man hate his brothers,
placing weapons between nations.
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LESSONS CAN'T BE FORGOTTEN
Some events were great surprises
that could print on mind some pictures.
Seen so clearly and so wisely,
time cannot disturb their features.

Once, l had a friend quite boasting.
He supposed he was a genius,
and he claimed he taught his classmates
how to reach  the highest levels.

Sitting near me in an exam,
he pretended to have knowledge.
I beheld his answers differed;
changing mine, l wrote his jewels.

When we went home, l discovered
mine had been the correct answers.
Laughing, l said, "lt's a lesson
that l will not ever forget."
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APPRECIATION
Blooming flower, what's your choice
which bestirs your heart to live?
It's the butterfly that roams
all the fields and lands on me.

It has seen the flowers all
which are noble in their hues
and possess most charming scents;
once approached, no one can leave.

They have winked to it invite.
It's perceived their lures and smells.
It's neglected their warm calls,
choosing what its heart adores.

You've implored your Lord for rain,
which endows your green and red
purest colours which you need
to receive what gives you worth.
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